Brooklin Trigirl

Everything is so much better at 6 weeks!

Your videos are great, Maggie. Thanks for taking the time to add a whole new dynamic to this site. I'm sure your personal approach to your BA experience has helped many who have come here looking for insight and inspiration! Your results look great! I was worried for you having to carry your luggage through the airport going back home. I was thinking that weeks in NYC and Miami might have resulted in some extra purchases to lug home being such great shopping cities! :) I had difficulty picking up a laundry hamper during that time so I can imagine that luggage might have been a challenge. Looks like you did okay, though. Look forward to more progress updates from you.

I have the arm slings in my home gym and they were my FAVOURITE way of doing ab exercises so I, too, was disappointed to learn that they are out now. Felt the pull on my chest muscles immediately. Not sure if I'll ever be able to do those again because of the strain. :( I've not done the wheel one but this morning I tried a similar one with a balance ball under my feet and my hands on the floor holding myself up and I pulled my knees in towards my elbow and had to stop right away. It's funny because I can do the same move without issue if I just pull my feet towards me in an upside down pike. I guess one is isolating the pecs and the other the shoulders. So we'll just have to keep experimenting with new moves to see what works with the new "equipment". :)

Around the same time as you, I had similar symptoms. It felt like a pinched nerve or a pulled muscle somewhere in the depths of my left chest and shoulder blade. It would come and go and get worse if I moved in a certain way. Pulling on my shoes and boots was the worst because I was compressing my chest muscles. I think it was the chest muscle trying to repair itself. It lasted about 2 weeks and then completely disappeared. It wasn't there all the time but it definitely made me favour that arm for a bit. I cradled it like you describe. All part of your body mending itself, Hun. It will go away.

I just read your blog Jamiery5, and thought I'd comment because of some similar thoughts that ran through my head yesterday as I was walking to my car from my office. I see you got the procedure done (although I'm not sure when you got it done) but you're having trouble coming to terms with the healing process and battling a lot of self-doubt right now. That's okay but let's put it in perspective, okay? Follow me in my logic... I am 7 weeks PO right now. I had silicone implants put in, sizes 345 cc and 415 cc. I was a lopsided 34 B (barely) before. I knew going into this that there would be an emotional roller coaster that I'd be taking a ride on but I wasn't sure how steep the hills would be or how long the ride would last. I just knew I was standing in line waiting for it to happen. And it did and I'm still on that ride. In fact, I see it as possibly lasting a year, which is how long PS's tell you it takes for everything to settle. I think it will likely take the mind just as long and we'll likely be surprised by the random twists and turns this ride takes us on. Like Nomoreboobenvy, I have had challenges with one of my incisions healing. It's taking a long time to heal so each week I take a photo and compare to the previous week's photo to calm myself down. I send these photos to my PS each week and he confirms that the incision is looking better and there's no need to worry. I have a trip coming up where I'd really like to go in a hot tub so I feel a time pressure to get everything healed, which doesn't help. I no longer have pain or discomfort in my chest and can sleep on my sides very comfortably. The implants don't feel so separate from my breast tissue any more when I flip from one side to the other in bed or sit up. Everything moves as one, which is a big change from the first month. I'm now exercising more and that helps HUGELY from a psychological point of view. I feel I have control of my body again, which we lose in the first month. But I LOVE the way I look naked, I LOVE the way I look in a swim suit, and I LOVE the way I look in clothes. Yesterday at work I looked down at my chest and thought "cool, those are MY breasts! There is no padding there and they look so great on my body." So, as far as physical recovery goes, things are getting back to normal now. But yesterday, on my way to my car I realized that I had been worrying lately about what I'd done. Little thoughts would pop into my brain here and there and I'd shoosh them away. I started to question if by having the procedure I had just replaced my "boob envy" thoughts that were present during the first 40 years of my life with "implant worry" thoughts for the last 40 years of my life. Oh crap, I thought. Will I be forever wondering if something is going to go wrong? If CC has set in? If my partner's weight on my chest during sex would rupture them? And the BIG KICKER: If I had done something to jeopardize my ability to stay a healthy and living mom for my children as they go through life? I thought "Oh my God, what if I just did this selfish thing for myself at the risk of being around for my kids?" As I got in my car, however, something VERY IMPORTANT occurred to me. Every time I get in that car and get on the road, I do the EXACT SAME THING. I take my life in my hands by operating that dangerous piece of machinery so I can go to work, go to the mall, drive down to Florida for a trip... On any given day I may not come home to my kids because I do this. Sobering, I know, but billions of people around the world choose to do this anyway. It's a known risk we all understand but make a conscious choice to take because the benefits far outweigh the risk. And that, my friend, is the perspective you have to put on your situation. We made an educated decision to improve our bodies in a way that will make us feel better about the clothes we wear, our naked images staring back at us in the mirror, our sex lives, and our states of mind. When these doubts come into my mind, I remind myself that I got braces to fix my crooked British-inherited teeth. I had to undergo surgery to remove 4 of my own teeth so I could get that perfect smile. I spend $200 every 4 months to colour my dirty blonde hair so I can have perfect blonde highlights. I use chemical whitener on my teeth to get them their brightest. I have lash extensions put on my eyelashes every month so my eyes will pop. I put coloured chemicals on my nails every three weeks so they'll be pretty. And I've never thought twice about doing these things or if they would impact my ability to live a long life for my children. So I'm choosing not to start thinking that way now. You need to find a way to put this enhancement in perspective for yourself and get help for your incision when you need it but don't freak out. I've learned over the past month that a negative state of mind only hinders our healing process. You may feel a loss of control over the situation but you can absolutely control your thoughts so start there and focus only on the positive for now. And take care of yourself so you can let your body do its thing.

Yeah, it would seem that I didn't practice what I am now preaching. My boyfriend was so awesome at taking care of me and my needs but the house got messy as a result of his focus on me. And because I can't stand clutter, I jumped in to help despite his warnings. As a result, one of my incisions took much longer to heal because of it. Live and learn. Milking it is the only way to go.